Sunday, 7 March 2010

Bodean's

After a morning and early afternoon of cultural nourishment I was soon in need of the real thing.

But where to go?

After brief consideration I decided there was only one option - Bodean's on Poland Street in Soho.

I opted for my usual choice of regular pulled pork sandwich with fries (smothered to within an inch of their lives in barbeque sauce), pickles and a Pepsi. Delicious. I managed to secure a window seat so watched Soho go by as I ate. NBA flashed across the TV screens.

Bodean's is, to borrow a phrase from this week's edition of Time Out, quite simply "the tits".